Chapter 324
Chapter 324 Do Not Think About Leaving Me
Christina took a step back. Her gaze darkened warily as they regarded the approaching man.
“The exit is very far from here. You would be nowhere near out of here even by daybreak.” The thinner
of the two men suddenly stepped forward to pull Christina onto his bike.
Christina had learned to make the first offensive move in the face of danger-she kicked him in the
groin.
The man fell to his knees with a howl. Her defiance drew the ire of the other biker. “How dare you
attack. him, you b*tch?”
Without waiting for him to finish, Christina turned and ran. The footsteps of her pursuers sounded
behind her. Though her heart clenched painfully, she did not dare slow down.
The footsteps drew closer. Just when Christina felt as if she could no longer take another step, a
dazzling beam of light ahead blinded her.
The wail of the police siren reverberated across the skies. Christina’s legs gave way, and she slumped
onto the ground.
The police emerged and, after ascertaining the situation, brought her and the bikers back to the
precinct.
A few cops escorted the bikers into the interrogation room.
Fortunately for the police’s timely arrival, the hooligans were apprehended before they could do
anything.
Christina remained on the steel chair by the wall and was only allowed to leave afterpleting the
procedure by signing her name. She nced at the clock. It was already ten at night.
Shaken, all she wanted was to get through the procedure as quickly as possible so she could go home.
Christina kept her gaze down at her feet. Suddenly, she was yanked out of her reverie by the stampede
of impatient footsteps.
A hulking figure dashed through the door. It was Nathaniel in his pajamas. His hair was dripping, and
he had a pair of fluffy slippers on his feet. His chiseled features looked encased in an icy gloom. With
vessels bulging in his bloodshot eyes, he looked deranged.
Having received exceptional lessons in etiquette from a young age, Nathaniel would never leave the
house in pajamas unless the situation was dire.
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She could tell from his attire that he had been in a great panic.
Christina felt like a guilty child being caught red-handed by her parent. At the moment, she wanted
more than anything the ability to disappear at will.
With a sheepish hunch of her shoulders, she lowered her gaze, not daring to meet his.
“You can leave with Mrs. Hadley, Mr. Hadley. I will deal with the remaining procedure.” Without another
word. Sebastian led thewyer in.
Christina did not recall Nathaniel stuffing her into the passenger seat.
He sped all the way home. Though the car was hermetically sealed, the roar of the wind whooshed
past
her ears.
Only before a set of traffic lights did Nathaniel finally slow to a halt.
Christina turned to examine him. His exquisite features were taut. Every line on his face looked as if it
had been carved from a de. His rage, too, had a tangible form. It expanded within the space
between them, and the air became dangerously thin.
Even the sound of their breathing in the ensuing silence was amplified.
“Are you upset?” she asked gingerly.
It was the first time she had spoken to him with such a gentle tone since her return.
However, Nathaniel remained unmoved. “Don’t you have my number?”
“I do,” Christina squeaked.
Nathaniel tightened his grip around the steering wheel. The veins on his hands bulged rmingly. “Why
didn’t you call me at once?”
After arriving back at Scenic Garden Manor from the office, he noticed that Christina had not returned,
so he ate with the children.
Later, at nine, he called to ask about Christina’s whereabouts. Rayne informed him they went to see a
client but did not leave together.
It was then he began to feel that something was awry. Just as he was about to look for her, Lucas and
Cam ambled over, reluctant to have the housekeepers bathe them. Thus, he called Sebastian to find
out where Christina was while he left to bathe the children.
Ending up soaking wet from the endeavor, Nathaniel took a shower after tucking the children in.
As soon as he emerged from the bathroom, Sebastian called to tell him that Christina was at the police
station; she had gotten lost and had a run-in with some bikers.
Before Sebastian finished his sentence, he had dashed out.
Only he knew how anxious he was then. It felt the same as the time when he found out Christina was
leaving-like he was falling from a building and having his heart shattering into indiscernible oblivion.
It was a pain he did not wish to endure again.
Only after seeing Christina unharmed did he regain his calm.
“I was lost, with no idea where I was. It would have been pointless to call you,” Christina mumbled.
I did nothing wrong, yet I’m getting told off. I did not know where I was. How was I supposed to let him
rescue me?
Furthermore, their history had driven a wedge between them; even if she were to face it all over again,
she would not have called Nathaniel.
She did not have to say it. He could see the coldness in her nk, distant expression and knew he
wanted nothing more than to push him as far as possible away from her.
Though she is back, her heart is further than it had ever been before.
Nathaniel gave a self-deprecatingugh, feeling like a fool who was powerless to change how Christina
was feeling.
The light turned green, but as his mood was foul, he showed no intention of starting the car. Instead, he
remained fixated on wrestling with the negative emotions within him and keeping them at bay.
Unfortunately, he was never adept at managing his emotions. With them all jumbled up together, he
was even more helpless to calm himself.
Christina watched him. Her gaze dimmed with a sense of foreboding.
Suddenly, an ear-piercing honk sounded.
They had stopped for too long, and the driver in the car behind them was bing impatient.
The series of honks lit Nathaniel’s fuse. No longer concerned about not having an outlet to vent, he
cursed under his breath before exiting the car.
A cold gust of wind entered the door, which had been left open. Christina shuddered. She knew all too
well where Nathaniel was going.
Having just departed the police station, she was in no hurry to go back.
Christina opened her own door and hurried after him.
Nathaniel was already arguing with the driver behind them. Staring daggers at each other, the two men
looked as if they wereing dangerously to blows.
Christina ced herself between them both. Despite her slight figure, she stood resolutely before
home.” Nathaniel, who was about to lunge forward. “Don’t start a fight. Let’s go
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d*mn if you’re rich? Is this whole stretch made for you and your Maybach?” The other driver was also
livid. His wife, in the passenger seat, quickly exited the car to hold her husband back, coaxing him not
to get involved as she did so.
“I’m sorry. to the car.
We’ll go.” Christina wrapped her slender arms around Nathaniel’s waist and pushed him back
Nathaniel felt the tenderness around his midsection. Along with her familiar scent, it brought him back
to
his senses.
“Enough, Nathaniel. We’ll talk about this at home.” Christina forced him into the driver’s seat.
Then, she returned hastily to her side. After urging him several more times, he started driving back to
Scenic Garden Manor.
Twenty minutester, and with a stylish drift, the car slid into the
garage.
With the engine switched off, the air gradually solidified. Soon, the deafening silence grew disquieting.
The pair stared at each other without saying a word. The atmosphere grew tense.
Nathaniel adjusted his seat back until it was wide enough to fit two people.
Then, he grabbed Christina’s arm. Before she could react, her vision spun, and she found herself
relocated from the passenger seat to the driver’s seat.
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